Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 486 Cat-Eared Teenage Idol vs. Draft Group’s Favorite Little Salted Fish 37
Yuan Qian was absent-minded, still thinking about Director Zhang's matter, how should she tell Shen Qingzhuo.

Yuan Shilan noticed that Yuan Qian's mind was not on this, and deliberately stretched out her foot to trip her. No one else looked this way, Yuan Qian was caught off guard and recovered from the fall.

Others rushed to help her, Yuan Qian said it was fine, and looked at Yuan Shilan: "You really only know how to use these little tricks."

Yuan Shilan said gently, "Sister, what are you talking about?"

Wouldn't Yuan Qian endure the temper of being at a disadvantage and push her directly, regardless of the strange eyes of other people: "Even."

Yuan Shilan was wronged, and she looked at Shen Qingzhuo pitifully.

As a result, the other party's eyes didn't look this way at all.

Lu Chi almost collapsed, and whispered to Jiang Li'an: "I finally understand the feeling of being next door! The captain next door was crying with me during lunch, I fucking want to cry now too!"

Please return Zhuo Shen to the next door.

This love is too deep, they can't bear it!
Jiang Li'an was so tired that he was like a dog: "He is not human."

Shen Qingzhuo glanced around.

It's getting colder.

"First one on the left, come out."

Jiang Li'an felt that his body was no longer his own, his limbs were dancing mechanically, his brain was wandering, he had never thought about the question of being the first on the left, and he was thinking about cola, fried chicken, milk tea, strawberry candy...

It's a wonderful world.

Shen Qingzhuo just looked at her like that: "The first one on the left, stand alone!"

The others frantically wanted to call Jiang Li'an, but they didn't dare to make too much movement, so they could only poke her, gritted their teeth and whispered, "The Zhuo God called you..."

Jiang Li'an's dream was shattered, and when he regained consciousness, he met the young idol's restless eyes.

"I am talking about you."

"..."

Jiang Li'an bit the bullet and took a step forward: "Do you have any advice?"

"Dance alone."

"what?"

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?"

Listen, understand.

But Jiang Li'an felt that Shen Qingzhuo was really not human.

The others didn't dare to speak for Jiang Li'an, and silently gave her a look of self-seeking, thinking that they would definitely pray for her at Jiang Li'an's grave!

The sense of security of dancing with others is completely different from being watched by everyone alone. It is like a public execution, a death scene.

The training clothes of "Limited Girls" are light pink, sports-oriented, and Jiang Li'an is wearing the smallest size training clothes, which still look loose on her body.

With a face without makeup, with a natural appearance of thick makeup, it is amazing enough without makeup, eyelashes are curled up, lips are bright red, the face is only the size of a palm, it is a standard beauty face, but this face at this moment.

The left eye is empty, and the right eye is blank.

There are almost four big characters on the forehead - where am I?
She glanced at Shen Qingzhuo slowly, her heart jumped whenever she wanted to, whoever was afraid of others, anyway, he made her jump.

She raised her left hand, and the large training clothes were wrinkled with the movement. She had a slender frame, and she grasped the waist hidden under the hem. She danced very seriously, without any perfunctory inside.

"How is it?" The eldest lady raised her chin.

The whole place was silent.

Shen Qingzhuo stared at her with an extremely calm tone, describing the problem objectively.

"Dance is nothing but human movement in harmony with natural movement. Why don't your limbs belong to you?"

"..."

Jiang Li'an stared at him fiercely: "You made me dance!"

"Yes." Shen Qingzhuo narrowed her eyes, "But I didn't let you jump out of the zombie mountain."

The girl's face puffed up depressed, and she was angry like a puffer fish. The cheeks on both sides were bulging, making one want to poke her hand to see if bubbles would come out of her mouth.

Seeing her appearance, Shen Qingzhuo's cold and irritable mood improved a lot for no reason, and said in a low voice, "Okay, let's do it again, and follow my instructions to dance."

"Oh."

Jiang Li'an's problem wasn't that she couldn't remember the movements, but that she was uncoordinated. Every movement she made changed her taste, and she couldn't keep up with the rhythm. She only took one beat after three beats.

It's like a mechanical dance.

You make a little robot dance, it's really hard for her.

Yuan Qian looked at them, her eyes flickered slightly. She was distracted just now, not only because of Director Zhang, but also because she thought about things in her previous life.

At that time, Shen Qingzhuo and Jiang Li'an...

"Pfft."

The eyes of the others focused on Jiang Li'an curiously, they couldn't help laughing out loud, their faces turned red.

Especially compared with Shen Qingzhuo in front, the effect is really laughable.

The person at the front suddenly said indifferently: "What are you looking at? How do you think you can dance better than her?"

Now no one dared to laugh anymore, they all lowered their heads.

"Look at it more, and practice it again."

Shen Qingzhuo gave the order to continue to let Jiang Li'an dance alone, magnifying every unqualified detail. She was fishing in troubled waters in the team, and she was always half a beat behind.

"Will you count?" Shen Qingzhuo asked.

"……meeting."

"Do you know one, two, three, four, five?"

"……know."

"Then can you count the beat?"

Jiang Li'an blinked and nodded.

"Return to the team." Shen Qingzhuo corrected the dance moves of the others while talking to her, with a clear and profound side face, "If you can't keep up with the rhythm, just count the time."

Jiang Li'an heaved a sigh of relief, returned to the big family, and if she was picked out by Shen Qingzhuan, she would really die.

However, this is just the beginning.

"What's the first one on the left doing? Let you practice dancing, not let you open up like a mimosa."

"First one on the left, wrong time."

"Left one, come out!"

Shen Qingzhuo's complexion is not good-looking, his breath can turn into ice, his words are merciless, he has no heart for pity, and his eyes have no temperature in the sun, every time the brows are wrinkled, stretched, and then wrinkled All of them touched the nerves of all the trainees.

That cold air, the posture of scolding and crying the little girl, literally lowered the temperature in the room by three degrees.

Shen Qingzhuo has high requirements and high standards for dancing, and has never lowered it because of anyone. Jiang Li'an just failed.

"Me! Again! What! What!!" Jiang Li'an couldn't bear to ask, Qing Khan wet his training clothes, and he was gasping for breath.

"The action is not in place, come again."

Shu Linghan, the music instructor who came to check the progress, couldn't stand it any longer, and said weakly.

"Zhuo God, don't we need to be so strict? This is just the beginning, they will improve in the future, they are all young girls, look... some of them are made to cry by you."

The last sentence, the voice is very small, complain.

The sense of substitution is too strong, as if he has seen the bloody face of being scolded.

Do not!
She has graduated!

Shu Linghan was complacent.

Shen Qingzhuo patrolled around calmly, glanced at someone's red eye sockets, and said.

(End of this chapter)